By Heather Irwin

Editor's note: First Bite is a new concept in restaurant writing. We invite you to come along with our writers as they--informed, intelligent eaters like yourselves--have a simple meal at an area restaurant, just like you do. This is not a go-three-times, try-everything-on-the-menu report; rather, this is a quick snapshot of a single experience.

Word went out around the office Wednesday, right around lunch time. "Anyone want trucklin?" Well, Wednesday is my brown-bag day. I loathe it more than any other day, gutting down a soggy sandwich or frozen entrée dragged from home. But my budget is tight, so I declined to put in my order for, well, whatever trucklin might be, feeling rather smug in my penny-pinching ways. A half an hour later, as fragrant takeout bags made their way into our office kitchen, I cursed my decision. Damn! Lovely noodles! Damn! Spicy beef! Sweet sprigs of basil, earthy bean sprouts and pungent lime hung heavily throughout the office. As did my heart. Poor, hungry me.

Truc Linh, I learned all too late, is the new favorite takeout Vietnamese of my food-wise compatriots. Steaming styrofoam boxes filled with noodles, beef and pho, along with neat little purses of fresh veggie accoutrements and sweet and spicy sauces are the staples of the family-owned restaurant neatly situated on the Windsor town square...

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